We have drywall, tape, mud and texture up and ready to paint.
My house was very dusty.
We left late for Idaho–a day late.
We were warm and toasty on the drive to the cold and “freeeeeezy” North.
We saw lots of family.
We loved seeing them.
We had a Happy Christmas.
We played in the snow.
We had fun at a cabin in the woods.
We didn’t want to drive back to reality.
We did.
My house looks like it has been hit by a tornado…cliche, I know, but it really does look like it. Really.
I love a New Year.
I want to write more on my blog but my brain is resisting.
Chunk #1 is begging for a snack
Chunk #2 is singing a song and acting it out.
El Jefe has a mountain of grading for his students.
I’m already looking forward to Spring.
Yesterday was a palindrome day and I missed it 01-02-2010.
Merry New Year one and all!!!!
Tell me, what’s your status?
Yes, yes. I know. It’s Miercoles.
I am a funny creature. I have been pushing for getting this last room in our house dry-walled because I know that in doing so, all my dreams will come true. Yes. All of them. And yet, I still find things to complain about. It’s a wonderful thing that we are finishing this renovation. Wonderful. But doing it at Christmas time is messy and takes away my merriness and brightness. Instead I am grumpy at the constant presence of a thin white dust that blankets my floors, annoyed at the way my dining table must be moved to the side and shoved up against the Christmas tree, and bitter about how I can’t have all of my Christmas decorations in the right places. And don’t get me started on the boxes in my hallway.
I know, I know. Cue the violins.
But tonight, something happened. I came home to something very special. I’ve been waiting for a set of shelves that had to be custom cut because of the size of one cupboard. I’ve been waiting so long that I did not anticipate receiving these shelves on this very night. They were out of my mind amidst all the other things that need to be done to this house. But there they were on my counter. They were waiting for me, like a Christmas present. Oh the joy! My bad attitude turned upside down.
I thought about this. Why can’t I just be thankful? What a difference some shelves made. I am so happy. I know I shouldn’t let things outside of me affect my happiness but I guess I’m just human.
Tonight I have many loves for my love list.
Shelves
Mashed potatoes (with skins on)
My velvety ottoman (from Nikki) on which I can rest my feet.
The heater
Great-Grandma A’s retro couch
Breaking all house rules and eating dinner on said couch while watching tv
Blankets
Wet kisses and long hugs from my Chunks
This photo of this wonderful man
(as well as hugs and kisses from him)
What’s on your love list today?
Si, hoy es lunes.
Today I love, love, LOVE! surprise phone calls in which I discover there is a great possibility our “Bonus Room” (the last room in the house that needs to be renovated) just might be dry-walled before the end of this month. Do you know what this means?! Oh so many things!
Mostly it means I’m falling in love with my Blue Bungalow again. We were on “the outs” for awhile there but we have come to terms in our relationship and, just like I promised before, I am having a better attitude.
What’s on your love list today?
#1
Today I dejunk.
Queen of this castle purges.
So long Old. Hi, New!
#2
What to do? Old Books.
College anthologies, dust.
Once burdened my back.
#3
Attachments. To what?
Tokens, Souvenirs, just THINGS!
Free up space, shall we?
#4
Mix tape memories wane-
Can I liquidate them all?
I-pods are awesome.
#5
Organized living.
If you’re there, hooray for you!
But, we can’t be friends.
The following picture represents how we all felt last night after our attempt at taking a Christmas Picture:
That’s right, I am diligently working to fulfill #21 on my Larry Bird Bucket List (click it for an explanation). But by the way my children were acting, you’d think they’d never had their picture taken before.
We promised them In’n'Out as a reward for their cooperation. We gave them three chances. I don’t think one picture turned out. When the jig was up, Chunk #1 asked why they couldn’t ever have four chances. I told him we do it like in baseball “three strikes, you’re out.” His response was, “Well that’s why I hate baseball.” I never knew.
(sigh)
Look me in the eye when you answer this question: How are your Christmas Cards coming?
So, my family actually celebrated our Thanksgiving about 3 weeks ago. What’s a family to do when they’ve already gone through the blood, sweat and tears of a Turkey dinner?
Why, go to a casino buffet of course!
Strange, you say? Totally not classy, you murmur? IMPERSONAL, you scream at me (thus the capital letters)?
Heck no, I respond. Heck. No.
Happy Thanksgiving!!
How was your turkey meal today?
This is what I’m dreaming about today — I would like to get a motorhome. I would like to pack up my family of four in said motorhome. I would pack all of El Jefe’s cameras. I would bring a bunch of writing notebooks. Then, I would like to explore all around the United States for a year…or two.
Wanna come?
What are you dreaming about today?

















